I look for your spirit,
In the hidden corners of the Earth,
In the veins of the Planet,
Which are rivers that go to the Sea,
In the thorn of a dying Rose,
Painfully.
I look for your words,
In the dying clouds of dusk,
Before night falls,
They are the last light of my day
They mean so much to me,
They give me life,
They give me dreams,
Opening a whole New World,
Of total Ecstasy!
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Hidden corners! ! ! ! Muse of love and life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.